Legend of Swordsman - #5023 - Chapter 5023
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The Tianmen is shattered, and this silent and solidified sea of immortality seems to have also been awakened by Life Strength, roaring over!
The dark sea water has rolled up hundreds of thousands of waves of dust, almost as high as the sky.
At this moment, the entire endless sea of boundlessness is completely boiling.
The heavenly gate was broken, and the dusty passage opened. This was an invisible and intangible sea of nothingness, colliding with the real outside atmosphere.
Large swaths of the Sea of No Edge evaporate, and cracks begin to appear at the edge.
All this is bound to die!
Heiyun was already speechless in horror. He felt an unprecedented breath, a real breath.
The Chaos Throne was easily torn apart, and all their eyes were concentrated in one place at this moment.
In front of the broken gate, Jian Wushuang’s originally fragmented immortal physique is now intact.
His naked chest was completely covered by Xuanhe divine runes, and his long black hair completely turned into a red golden color, dancing wildly in the air.
The two true eyes are also transformed into the purest red golden color.
Huanghuang can’t look directly at Heavenly Dao, struggling to defeat the ages.
The Jian Wushuang at this moment is beyond all Dayanxian’s imagination.
The black cloud couldn’t even raise the heart of escape, standing on the ground like dead ashes.
The young emperor also changed from the initial craziness to trembling, and he smelled the most familiar breath.
That kind of breath belongs to the real emperor.
Bian Ziyuan was completely stunned, and only deep jealousy and madness remained in his eyes.
Obviously it is an ant-like immortal, but by the strength of oneself, killing all enemies, how can this be what an immortal did?
Huang Huang can’t look directly at it, no breath can touch Jian Wushuang at all.
He slowly raised his palm and looked very satisfied with the flow of rich and extremely rich luck.
“This immortal physique is very good, enough to be used by emperors.”
The exit to completely leave the borderless sea is right behind him, but all Dayan immortals dare not leave at all, or even move their bodies.
Heiyun swallowed his throat with difficulty. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the side of Bian Ziyuan, and suddenly had a plan.
next moment, he clenched the teeth abruptly, directly waved his hand to push the side far away, and threw it at Jian Wushuang!
At the same time, his figure turned into a breath of chaos hundreds of millions, and swept across the wild.
Because this was so fast, Bian Ziyuan did not react and was pushed in front of Jian Wushuang.
“Pu chi!”
A slight light sound swept past, and his pupils suddenly widened to their maximum.
The unspeakable pain, as well as luck, the passing of Xianyuan, made him subconsciously looked towards his chest.
There, it was completely broken, and the source of Qi Luck was completely dried up in an instant.
And it’s all because of one finger.
Jian Wushuang clicked in the air to let Bian Zi fall away, and the Supreme Qi luck of seven colors light passed through his back, castration unabated and enveloped in the endless sea.
Shrouded, shrinking.
The black cloud that had already turned into chaos and fleeing, directly showed its true shape.
He was completely desperate, roaring loudly, but in the end he couldn’t change the ending.
Jian Wushuang stretched out his hand, Supreme’s luck directly crushed Bian Ziyuan into powder.
Immediately afterwards, Heiyun was caught in front of him.
“Emperor, emperor, please read it for the sake of my cultivation is not easy, let me go…” The black cloud face is as gray as death, he has already seen this Jian Wushuang, not the other Jian Wushuang.
He remained unmoved, and only contempt and indifference were left in his eyes, just like trivial ant.
“Are you trying to relieve yourself of luck, or do you want me to do it?”
Heiyun is completely desperate. He knows that once it is gone this time, it is truly gone.
“I don’t want to work, the emperor, I, I will relieve my luck.”
After saying these last words, Heiyun didn’t say a word, he died very simply, leaving no trace.
Jian Wushuang is very satisfied with this.
He waved his hand, a pair of Chijin true eyes slowly swept across, he is supreme existence, no one dares to look directly.
Finally, his gaze looked towards the young emperor who was retreating, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed him.
Looking at him, Jian Wushuang’s eyes flashed with doubt, “I seem to have seen you?”
The young emperor’s eyes twitched, “I, I am…”
He was interrupted before he finished speaking.
“It doesn’t matter who you are, what matters is your ending, only death.”
After saying this, Jian Wushuang did not hesitate, and squeezed him with a palm.
Everything is done in an instant, and it can even be said to be as easy as pie.
He turned his neck slightly, and then suddenly pulled Fuyao in front of him, but he didn’t do it, and after a flash of doubt in his eyes, he was relieved, “You are still his friends, I won’t do it, you go back .”
Fu Yao has deep panic in her eyes, but she not at all backed away, but trembled, “You, you are not him, please return him back.”
“Oh? It’s really interesting, do you think I will let him come back?” Jian Wushuang’s mouth moved slightly, revealing a sly smile, “The owner of this immortal physique, from then on it is me, not him. “
After he finished speaking, he appeared uninterested, and he directly waved Fu Yao away from the ten thousand zhang and turned to look at the passage behind him.
Behind the broken gate is a passage, a passage to the real outside world.
At this moment, even he was very excited.
It’s been too long, it’s too long, so long he almost forgets the past.
Heavenly Dao didn’t know how many Samsara had been entered, and the outside world didn’t know what it looked like.
Now, he can finally go out.
Just as he was preparing for the First Step to step into the passage, two sword intents from the sky rushed towards him.
Jian Wushuang complexion turned cold, turned around, just a real glance, and suddenly the sword intent was broken and dissipated.
Jiang Liyan backed away thousands of feet at the same time, vomiting divine blood, and her breath became weak.
Suppressing the killing intent, he finally did not kill to the last one and turned around to enter the passage.
But next moment, hundreds of millions of colorful Huayun suddenly burst out from the depths of the passage, shining endlessly.
Jian Wushuang’s face was startled, he directly raised his hand to block, and his figure flew back instantly.
“I trust you have been well since we last met, True Martial Emperor.”
The endless and leisurely aura covers everything. This ancient voice seems to contain the Rule of Principle, and Heavenly Dao is born.
When he heard this voice, Jian Wushuang’s expression followed, his fists clenched tightly.
Along with that endless and leisurely breath, there is a skinny old man wearing a black robe stepping on colorful Huayun, First Step stepping into the endless sea.
He is like a rule flowing through him, with a path of Xuanwen flowing slowly.
His eyes are cloudy, and all myriad things can’t be reflected in his pupils.
Looking at this figure, Jian Wushuang took a deep breath.
“Yu Chang, are you here to stop me?”
“Responsibility, True Martial Monarch.” The thin old man was slightly nodded, and his face was quite kind.